Broke

I am broke and I hate it. Being broke makes me feel depressed and irresponsible. I feel guilty asking mommy and papa for more cash. I hate having to stop and think before I get something. I hate the fact that I had been careless with money this past one month. I hate being broke. I hate it, hate it, hate it!!!

Is It The End Of The Popcorn Crave?

I developed a crave for popcorn a few months ago. I would suddenly develop a bout of craving and think about its delicious smell that can instantly elevate my mood, and the taste of the warm caramel in my mouth. No, I am not preggers.

Ever since I developed an undying love for popcorn, I have become a loyal customer at the cinema confectionary counter, buying a large popcorn and 'sharing' it with my boyfriend ( to alleviate the guilt of finishing it alone ).

Today however, I made what I consider the biggest mistake in my life (overdramatisation). I purchased a pack of popcorn from the hospital bakery. It did look a little promising, with the 'caramel' coating almost every inch of the popcorn.But to my horror, the 'caramel' which was supposed to be sweet, tasted bitter, burnt and salty!! I had managed to finish the whole pack as I dislike wasting food. But by the time I finished the last of the popcorn, I realised that my craving for popcorn and my undying love for it had diminished too.

But I believe that such an intense love cannot be lost by just one bad experience. So, I'm going to give myself a few days to 'heal' from this bad experience and revive my love for popcorn.

BAD LUCK vs GOOD LUCK

I used to wonder if luck even existed. But over the years,I have learnt to realise that, yes, it does exist. I have come across so many people over these past few years who just seem to have things their way. And mind you, rather effortlessly. They somehow seem to get away with being irresponsible, lazy and what not. Me on the other hand, have always been on the lowest end of the luck-o-meter(confirmed by a friend who read my palm). Any small attempt I have made at getting away has failed miserably. It just adds on to my frustration of getting caught, when I catch a glimpse of the triumph on the faces of these 'lucky' people ( yes,they got away with it again ).

Something similar happened today. I had decided to bunk class. Well, many have been doing it over last 2 weeks and have gotten away with it. So, i should get away with it too, right? WRONG! Apparently it was found out that i wasn't present and i was about to lose my attendance. I blamed my luck as usual and went for class in the afternoon with anger and annoyance. However, after confronting the person in-charge ( who is also one of the 'lucky' ones ), i did manage to get attendance. So maybe, just maybe my luck is climbing on the luck-o-meter? i certainly hope so!